Wassup Wassup Lyrics

Wassup Wassup

What’s poppin’?

And what’s not...

Hip Hop’s on track

In fact, my raps won’t flop

Used to rock, flip flops on the block

No socks_That’s past though

Moved to Reebok_high tops, that last more

Ah ah I’m tired of waiting

Wire the payment

I must go, way they went

And fast, I mean the statement

At last, many men_relatin’

To what money-gettin’

Mneshcorebar’s communicating

Too hot, they start sweating

OutKast, So Fresh and So Clean

No debating

Badaboom-Badabing

The man’s in the scene

Handling, girls are bubbling

Two for one son _receive a double-win

Give man some Prada, Bloom, and bling

Feel like he whop_juggling

Still I be struggling

Until sly stop burgling

And bring my land... island

With no trouble-in, so a couple friends

My black hand, and I planned

That during my lifetime, I’m on the lenstouring

White sands

Maturing and curing in highlands

Yo, the laws stand firm really

Family man affilli, you know the deally

To some it’s damn appalling, how I'm illy

For land than Stalin, it’s silly

We not for stalling, you ought ta feel me uh

Sort tha grand_millie-riches

Bitches see me and be what a willy

So to each his

This balling biz, which is a calling of his

No glitches

So ask your missis

Of the species

Author of this thesis

And why I’m fly

Torching bills

Eyes wide peeled

Watching reels

By the scorching field

To be skilled, try apply coach in drills